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and back.  Adding more to my hands, I moved around to the front of him.  I paused to take in his beautiful face.  His eyes were closed and his full lips were slightly parted.  I had to hold myself back from leaning in and capturing them with mine.  Why had I never kissed him before?   All those times we spent wrapped in each other’s arms dancing.  It would have been so natural.
    I took my hands and began rubbing the body wash over his chest.  I shuddered with the feeling of his hot, wet skin.  His eyes opened with a harsh rush of his breath.  We stared into each other’s eyes as I leaned in closer to him, rubbing and washing his torso, dragging my hand softly over his healing incision, watching as he sucked in a sharp breath.  My face was so close to his that I could feel his warm breath on my skin and I could think of nothing else but kissing him.  I knelt down and rubbed soap into his legs, finally breaking eye contact so I could watch what I was doing.
    I was not prepared for the blatant evidence of his arousal pressing against his shorts.  It sent a pull from my stomach all the way to my toes.  I tried to focus on his legs, believe me I did, but holy shit he was hiding something pretty damn impressive behind those shorts and it was leaving very little to the imagination.
    “Talia?”  His voice was low and soft.  I looked up and could see the desire, mirroring mine, in Tom’s eyes. 
    I pulled myself up off of my knees and leaned in toward him, my body so very close to betraying me. “Yes Tom?”
    I could see an obvious internal struggle going on with him happening right in front of me.  One minute he was looking at me like he would devourer me and the next minute he was asking me to get him out.
    I finished rinsing him without touching him again, knowing that whatever electric energy we had between us was gone for now.  After turning off the water I pulled a towel down and helped him dry himself, carefully removing the plastic bags from his stump and arm, before returning to his room for some clothes.  I could tell he didn’t want me to stay and help him get dressed and I wanted to put some much needed distance between us, so I excused myself and headed back to the guest room to get dressed.
    Sitting on the bed, I put my head in my hands and groaned.  What the hell am I doing?   I’m here to help Tom get better and all I could think about was climbing on for the ride of my life.  It obviously had been way to long since I’d had the touch of a man. 
    My dating life had never been dull.  I somehow had taken a break over the past weeks.  For the first time in a very long time I was having a good time with only one man.  The sad thing was that I wasn’t even having sex with him.  At this rate I may need to change my Facebook status to “Batteries dead” from overuse.
    This was going to be a long three weeks!
     
     

 
    Chapter 8
     
    Tom
    “Shit.” 
    I struggled into my sweats and a t-shirt.  I grabbed onto my knee walker and headed out into the living room.
    “You okay?”  I looked over and saw Talia standing in the kitchen, looking at me cautiously.  She was biting her bottom lip nervously.  What I would give to bite that lip myself.
    “Yeah.  I’m good.  I don’t want to sit in bed all day though.”  I smiled.  There was tension in the air and I felt bad for making it that way.  I wanted Talia with every part of me, but I wasn’t about to trap her into something that she didn’t need to be in.  I could see the desire in her eyes, and it killed me to not act on it, but I was broken in so many ways right now.  She deserved better than this.
    I sat down on the couch as she brought me a glass of juice and my meds, taking a minute to tuck the dangling part of my sweats up around my stump.  “Thanks.”  I turned as she was walking away. “Talia?  I…um…”  Before I could get anything out, the doorbell rang.
    “Hey!  Look who dragged his sorry ass out of